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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rick Ross
Vocals
Bryson Tiller
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryson Tiller
Songwriter
William Leonard Roberts II
Songwriter
Shamann Cooke
Songwriter
Mary J. Blige
Songwriter
Kenny Kornegay
Songwriter
Inga Marchand
Songwriter
Case E. Woodard
Songwriter
Darryl Young
Songwriter
Jesse Weaver, Jr.
Songwriter
Rick Ross
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beat Billionaire
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The biggest
Bryson
Your future so bright
The flyest shit
It's time to take 'em there, baby
(Maybach Music)
[Verse 2]
Yo (Big Billionaire)
Still got the yayo flying in from on the West Coast
Fleet of cars all red like this was death row
Keep it gangster, never singin' like it's 'Danny Boy'
All she seen was Givenchy soon as I ran up on her
Begin at what you eat, I'mma change yo' lifestyle
Lamborghini at Checkers, a **** iced out
From the back, I fuck her longterm
No trippin', trust me, shorty, this won't hurt
[Verse 3]
New G wagon, that's just to get your nails did
Big fish and I'ma get you **** at LIV
I got a plug and it's coming outta Panama
I got a plug and it's coming outta Panama
[Verse 4]
A petty problem had yo' ass doing 30 years
Boy, the future bright, it's time to touch these 30 Ms
Cocaine and Maybachs throughout the catalog
Expensive wheels for pretty bitches, I've had 'em all (Boss)
[Verse 5]
Shorty say she wanna floss like me
Never trip about the cost like me
Live lavish and call the shots like me
Then fuck with a young boss like me
[Verse 6]
You got a man but he not like me, like me, no
Pull out the stops like me, like me
Oh, you say you need a boss like me
Baby, fuck with a, fuck, fuck, fuck with a, fuck with a
[Verse 7]
Rolling deep, show and tell by the gang unit
All the gangsters show me love and they bang to it
Our future bright, I wanna handle your retirement
Life insurance policy with the Pyrex
Kingpin so it's smoother than a one-two
Got you the same whip I got your mom too
Do it big and shit, I'm talking until
Junior Mafia ****'ll let the guns loose
[Verse 8]
Bad bitch better show me what her tongue do
Dapper Dan Gucci suits that I could run through
My **** coming up like it was coke prices
How can you be trippin', ****, with no snipers?
[Verse 9]
Step-steppin' off a jet, still in the hair rollers
She rock with dope boys, all shareholders
20 stacks, blow it all in Fashion Nova
What I'm smoking, you can smell from California
[Verse 10]
Shorty say she wanna floss like me
Never trip about the cost like me
Live lavish and call the shots like me
Then fuck with a young boss like me
[Verse 11]
You got a man but he not like me, like me, no
Pull out the stops like me, like me
Oh, you say you need a boss like me
Baby, fuck with a, fuck, fuck, fuck with a, fuck with a
[Verse 12]
(Maybach Music)
Written by: Bryson Tiller, Case E. Woodard, Darryl Young, Inga Marchand, J.B. Weaver Jr., Kenny Kornegay, Mary J. Blige, Shamann Cooke, William Leonard Roberts II